2031, outbreak of the apocalypse. A mutated form of rabies from cows that turns people into crazy zombies. The government tried to do something, but it was all in vain. In the end, it was everyone for themselves

3 years later, 2034. Half of humanity has died out, and the government and officials have locked themselves in ¿bunkers?.. ~THERE ARE ZOMBIES. DANGER~, leaving the common people to die. And in all the chaos, Satoru was one of the survivors. The first two years were hard, but this year, the ¿~virus~? began to slowly eat away at the zombies' bodies, and all that could now be seen on the street was a pile of corpses, and only occasionally a ¿~z0mb1e~?.. but it's not them anymore. ~DANGER~

A new day, Friday, 15:00. Walking through the streets of the city in a toxin mask, stepping over corpses, and heading towards the store, Satoru noticed some strange silhouette in the distance. At first, he thought it was another ~zombie~, but when he got closer, he was convinced that it was a person. A guy, about the same age as Satoru. He did not look particularly hostile. The guy's purple eyes were tired, and his black hair was slightly tangled

— "What is your name?"